Chapter Fifteen
Once upstairs, Caleb led her to his closet and pulled down a small box. Inside lay a pistol and several magazines already filled with bullets.
“Silver?” Sarah asked eagerly.
Caleb chuckled. “No way in the hell would I sleep in a room with a lot of silver nearby.” He tapped the bullets. “Just normal, but put enough bullets into a wolf, and it’ll slow him down enough. I’ll show you where to hide this under the bar tomorrow. You shoot the guy, and he’s down long enough for me or another pack member to come in and finish him off.”
She stared at the gun, then sighed. “I don’t know if I can shoot someone, even a True Son. I’ve never fired a gun in my life.”
“It’s easy. Point and shoot.” He grinned. “And you already slammed your car into two of them.”
Sarah winced. “It’s more they slammed their bikes into my car.”
“Don’t worry,” Caleb said with a shrug. “It’s not like you’ll actually be killing them. You could unload every bullet in this box into a True Son and not kill them. It’s just about slowing them down.” He shook the book a few times and then put it back in the closet. “For now, you don’t have to worry about it. I just wanted you to know there’s a weapon here you can use to defend yourself. For now though, I’ve got you.”
Sarah wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself against him, her breasts flattening against the hard planes of his chest. He loved the feel of her being pressed against him, even through the layers of clothes.
Caleb let out a little grunt as his cock twitched. He wanted to plant himself right into her, but after what she’d just been through, it might not be the best time. He could understand that, even if his dick didn’t. He’d be able to resist.
At least he thought he could until her hand trailed down to rub his jeans-clad dick. She looked up at him with a mischievous grin.
“You know I always want to be inside you.” A low rumble escaped Caleb. “But are you sure about this?”
Sarah bit her lip and nodded. “Yes. I was scared, and I thought he was going to start something, so now I just want to feel good. I want to do something that we’ll both like, but doesn’t require any thought. I just want you to remind me of what it’s like to be alive and wanted by someone brave and kind.”
“I’m brave, but I wouldn’t say I’m kind.” Caleb chuckled and kissed her lightly. “And screwing requires a little thought, if you’re doing it right.”
“You’re a wolf,” Sarah said with a smile. “Just give in to your instincts.”
He grinned. “Maybe you should give into yours, woman. What are they telling you to do?”
Sarah rubbed the length of his cock with her hand and licked her lips. “Okay, then, I will.” She reached down to pull her t-shirt off. He loved the sight of her breasts, bra or bra-less. She removed her boots, and then went to work on her pants shimmying them off in a display that came off a bit more playful than erotic, but Caleb still liked the direction she was going.
Deciding to speed things up himself, Caleb took the time to remove his own clothes. By the time Sarah was out of her pants, he’d removed his shirt and jeans with ease.
She reached behind her back to unclasp her bra and let it fall to the ground, freeing her wonderful, pert breasts. His hands itched to reach out and squeeze them. His mouth watered at the idea of sucking on one of her nipples.
A moment later, Sarah dropped her panties to the ground and stepped out of them with a wide smile. She sashayed toward him, staring at him with her blue eyes, her black hair contrasting against her pale skin.
“I love your body,” Caleb said. “I’m addicted to it. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get enough of it.”
Sarah smiled seductively, and then slowly lowered herself to her knees. Caleb’s cock throbbed in anticipation.
She reached up with her nimble fingers to pull his underwear down. His cock sprang free. She guided his underwear down all the way to the ground, and he stepped out of them.
They stayed there for a moment, Sarah on her knees, Caleb standing over her. He watched her breasts move with the rise and fall of her breathing.
“You’ve tasted me so many times,” she murmured, “but I’ve never tasted you. That’s kind of selfish.”
Caleb grinned. “Yeah, that’s one way to look at it, but you can always make it up to me.”
Sarah reached up and rubbed the tip of his cock with her palm before slowly running her hand down the shaft.
He let out a quiet moan as she moved forward to run her tongue down his cock as well. After running her tongue on both sides, she pulled away and wrapped her fingers firmly around his dick.
Her hand passed up and down a few times before she opened her mouth and took him inside her, her tongue bathing his cock inside. She tightened her grip around the shaft and then shifted back and forward.
Sarah took him deeper into her mouth, and Caleb groaned, the pressure in his balls starting to build. She pulled back to lick his slit before sucking him back in. She increased her pace. Her eyes staring up at him as she did so. Begging him for more.
He thrust forward, and she gagged for a second before relaxing her throat. They found a comfortable rhythm together as his cock slid deep into her throat and her hand furiously pumped his shaft.
“Oh, Sarah, that feels so good,” Caleb said through gritted teeth.
The warmth and pressure continued to build in his balls as Sarah continued to pull him in.
“Stop,” Caleb growled.
Sarah pulled off with an audible pop and frowned. “You don’t like it?”
Caleb shook his head. “I like it too much.” He reached and pulled her up. “Wrap your legs around me.” He lifted her by the waist, and she followed his order and put her arms around his neck.
The small woman was light in his arms as he positioned his cock in front of her pussy. He plunged into the tight, warm space.
Sarah gasped at the intrusion, and he eased in farther before pulling back and pushing back in, all the while supporting her weight in his arms.
He didn’t speed up immediately, even though every instinct in him urged him to pound her. She’d spent the last few minutes sucking on him, and she just wasn’t as wet as he was used to when he normally entered her.
A soft moan escaped her lips. Caleb increased his pace.
“Yes, oh, yes,” Sarah managed between moans.
Now more comfortable that he wouldn’t hurt her, Caleb gave into his instincts and thrust deep into her. Each thrust that followed was faster and faster.
Sarah tightened her legs around him in a near vise-like grip. He didn’t care. The pain was almost unnoticeable, and it wasn’t like she could bruise him if she tried.
Her moans increased in volume. Her ragged breathing matched the rhythm of his thrusts and grunts.
Caleb sucked in air, desperate to hold back the release that ached to come. No. He wanted her to come first. He could control himself. He had to.
He continued pounding into her, her arms tight around his neck and her legs tight around his waist. Faster. Harder.
There were no moans left, only ragged pants as he slammed into her. The pressure was immense now, and it took all his self-control not to give into his orgasm.
His patience was rewarded when a few seconds later, Sarah let out a loud moan, and her walls tightened around his cock.
Caleb shoved hard into her one last time and gave in, crying out his release and shooting his load deep into her.
He stood there, holding her for a long moment, as their breathing changed from ragged and quick back to long and labored. He carried her over to the bed and gently set her down.
Sarah lay back, her long black hair fanning out behind her. “Oh my… you are strong.”
“And you’re hot.”
She took a deep breath and pushed herself up. “Strength is one thing, but it’s not the most important thing.”
“Oh, what is?”
Sarah gave him a wide grin. “Endurance.”
She yelped as he flipped her over onto her knees.
Caleb let out a quiet growl. “I guess I’ll just have to prove my endurance then.”